This is not an hour an a half long and man I think I am in love with the Everybodyfields

This is an hour and a half long but interesting

hezaakun:

This is my cheer up song when I’ve done a bad murder.

Yatta-yatta-datta-datta animal dance!

Name your pairs.

I SELL SHOES!

Not until you appreciate what a jerk I am!

So. God. Damn. Good.

Dat-daaaah-dah-daht! (baht baht) Dat-daaaah-dah-daht! (baht baht)

The lesson to take from this is to never date a musician. When you break up she will write a super passive-aggressive song that tugs at the heartstrings of everyone in Sweden and you’ll look like a total dick even though it’s her airing the dirty laundry.

Idiot Control Now!

Starssssssssss